June 27, noon.

In order to celebrate the queen's birthday, the emperor held a family banquet in the back garden and invited many prime ministers to the banquet.

In the afternoon, the news of a major case of rebellion spread throughout Bianliang.

Almost within two quarters of an hour after the incident, Fan Zhongyan took Zhao Zhen's holy decree and the order of the Privy Council, went to the left and right two compartment forbidden military camps to mobilize more than 20,000 people, and controlled the entire Bianliang city gates.

The city gates were all closed, all the streets were full of patrolling and strict investigation soldiers, and the news of Zhao Zhen's assassination quickly spread.

At the same time, the thousands of guards of the Imperial City Division in Bianliang also immediately launched an operation.

In the Ma Mansion, Ma Zhengju was anxiously waiting for news. In the Song Dynasty, the three yas were often concentrated by the children of the powerful and had no real power, so they were often called yanei.

They have no real power, so naturally they can't enter the palace gate. But they have connections, and some relatives, children, and friends in the family hold positions in the forbidden army and even the palace guards, so they can influence the palace guards.

Zhao Yunrang and his son made two generations of spare tires, and as Zhao Zhen's eldest son and second son were born one after another, and grew up healthy, his family's dream of being an emperor was completely shattered, and Zhao Yunrang fell into madness.

It happened that the imperial court was solving the redundant army, which seriously damaged the interests of these sons and daughters of the generals. He found these people and together they constructed a terrible and daring plan.

Those guards are all members of the major noble families, bound to the interests of the family, once the family falls, they will also fall into the abyss, so even if the major noble families have no real power, they can only give it a go.

Now is the time to wait for news.

"Why haven't you heard any news yet?"

Ma Zhengju walked anxiously around the house, his whole expression was extremely excited, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

Han Yunsheng next to him was almost stunned by him, and said, "You sit down first, what's the use of being anxious?" ”

"Can you not be in a hurry?"

Ma Zhengju walked quickly to the coffee table, poured two sips of tea, glanced at Wang Shilong, who was still reading a book next to him, and couldn't help frowning: "It's all burning eyebrows, are you still reading?" Are you usually a book reader? ”

"I still have to read the book, and won't it show that I'm calm and calm when I win."

Wang Shilong was actually trembling, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, so he had to grab something to relieve his emotions.

"What if I lose?"

"If you lose, you will lose everything, anyway, you will die, and you will not regret doing something you have not done before before you die."

"The co-author doesn't know how to learn, but when he reaches this juncture, he starts to deceive himself?"

Ma Zhengju sneered.

Zhao Kaiji stood in the hall, looked out of the door and muttered, "I really don't know if we will be dead or alive after today?" ”

"We have done what should be done, it depends on the will of God, anyway, if we don't do anything, we will definitely die."

Yang Rende said lightly.

At this point in time, the rest can really only depend on the will of God.

If it goes well, the troops of the palace raided Zhao Zhen and the others, and after killing all the people, they will escape from the Gongchen Gate.

There are people they answer.

The news will be sent as soon as possible, and then they will immediately contact all the sons and daughters of Jiangmen Xungui to support Zhao Zongshi, the son of Zhao Yunrang, the son of Dazongzheng, to ascend the throne as emperor.

Since Zhao Zongshi is only twelve years old this year, he will naturally be regent by Dazongzheng, and when the time comes, he will give an order to forgive everyone's sins.

So whether it is what they do in the army, or plot to assassinate the Qincha, and rebel, in the end, they only need to introduce a few scapegoats and kill a few dead soldiers, and the matter can be settled.

Everyone wants things to go in this direction.

However, as the saying goes, if all goes well, our paths will no longer intersect, but it will never go well.

Just when everyone was anxiously waiting for news, hundreds of soldiers of the Imperial City Guards rushed into the street as soon as possible, blocking the front and back doors of the Ma Mansion.

"Bang!"

As the sledgehammer smashed through the gate, more than a dozen ladders were erected on the wall, and I don't know how many soldiers rushed in.

The people in Mafu were shocked by this scene, and they crawled into the yard with a rolling belt.

"Jiajun, Jiajun, the Imperial City Division has come in!"

They shouted.

The soldiers of the Imperial City Division were dressed differently from ordinary soldiers of the forbidden army, and everyone in Bianliang knew them.

Everyone in the courtyard heard this.

Ma Zheng's legs were weak, and his lower body began to get wet directly. Yang Rende fell directly to the ground, his face pale.

Han Yunsheng sat on the chair and suddenly cried bitterly. Zhao Kaiji was stunned there, without any change.

Only Wang Shilong threw away the book in his hand, pulled out the knife from his waist, took a deep breath, and walked towards the door.

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Today is a huge catastrophe for the entire Jiangmen noble family in Bianliang.

Outside the Gui'er Temple on West Street, next to the tea stall.

In recent years, with the great bloodletting of the imperial court, the relaxation of commerce and agriculture, and the private small commodity economy has become more and more prosperous, and the common people have money in their hands, and the expenses have naturally risen.

Zhao Jun promoted the development of folk culture, promoted the development of opera, publications, etc., and brought the printing industry of Bianliang to a higher level.

In addition to drinking tea, people can read newspapers and periodicals at the tea stall. In places like Fanlou, Washe, and Goudang, you can still listen to dramas and listen to storytellers, just like cross talk and Peking Opera.

At this time, several tea customers at the tea stall were idle, reading the last issue of the newspaper and chatting about the news of the imperial court in the recent period.

"The angels have all been assassinated, why hasn't the court moved?"

"What do you want?"

"Naturally, the bigger the movement, the better."

"I've heard that there are a lot of people arrested in the barracks."

"What's the use of catching this person, fools know that there is someone behind this."

"Yo, I can't see it, Brother Zhang is still knowledgeable."

"That's it."

"Then tell me, who is behind it?"

"Who could it be?"

One of the young tea drinkers looked across the corner.

That is the royal family, known as the Wang family of the Nine Courtyards, in Bianliang, where every inch of land is valuable, there are nine mansions covering an area of dozens of acres.

"Brother Zhang is quite fat, so he is not afraid that people will find excuses to take you to prison?"

"Brother Li, we've been meeting friends with tea for half a year."

"yes."

"It's that our gentleman's friendship is as light as water, but I haven't told you a thing."

"What's the matter?"

"My father Zhang Erhe."

"It turned out to be the son of the Ducha Imperial Historian."

The tea guest surnamed Li was in awe.

"Eh, it's all a false name."

Zhang Chake waved his hand.

"Brother Zhang is not afraid of them, but I am afraid of the Xiaomin."

Li Chake shook his head and said.

"If you want me to say, the imperial court should strike hard and deal with them fiercely!"

Zhang Chake patted the case.

"But the news of the angel's assassination has been two or three days since it reached Bianliang, maybe there is an internal cause in it."

"What internal cause?"

"I don't dare to say, Brother Zhang guessed for himself."

"Cao"

"Shh

"Alas, I can't wait to chop off the heads of these noble dogs!"

Zhang Chake was very angry.

In the past few days, the news of the assassination of the envoys sent by the imperial court to check the military registration has also spread.

As a result, it was found that there was no movement in the imperial court.

For a while, all kinds of conspiracy theories and insider claims were noisy, and the people of Bianliang were all angry.

But it was when the surrounding tea guests were talking about the injustice of the imperial court.

Suddenly, there were many Imperial City guards on the street.

The tea guests were stunned.

Someone patted his thigh and said, "It's broken, come and arrest us." ”

"I told you to say less bad things about the court, but now look at it."

"What are you afraid of, just let them catch me, I have a clear conscience."

Some of the tea guests hurriedly dispersed, and some of their legs and stomachs were still shaking.

Because Zhao Junxing runs a newspaper, after tea and dinner, the people often talk about current affairs, and there are not a few people who talk about politics.

In the past, it was said that the court was generous, as long as it was not too obvious, it would not arrest people indiscriminately, but no one expected that they would really be arrested this time.

For a while, there was a mess at the tea stall.

However, just when many politicians fled in embarrassment, those guards of the Imperial City Division seemed to turn a blind eye to them and rushed directly to the Wang family's mansion.

"Surround it."

"The prefect said that no one should be spared."

"Hurry up, get them all back."

The swarming Praetorian Guards surrounded the palace three layers inside and three layers outside, and then rushed in to take people.

Not only the mansions, but also the sons and daughters of the nobles who wantonly enjoyed themselves in the green buildings and restaurants in Bianliang, were wanted everywhere in the city, and the army all over the city searched and arrested them along the streets, and in an instant, the whole Bianliang was jumping.

The tea customers at the tea stall were stunned.

It took a long time for them to see the Praetorian Guards dragging the head of the Wang family out like a dead dog, and many people understood that this time the imperial court was finally going to move seriously.

"Who said there was no movement in the imperial court just now? Isn't that all the people arrested? ”

"Why are you only catching it now?"

"Doesn't that have to find someone, find evidence? Like you, as soon as you pat your head, you say who did it, what if you frame a good person? ”

"Okay."

Many mouth-shutting politicians can't help but keep their mouths shut.

In addition to the large and small streets of Bianliang and the mansions of various noble generals, the Imperial City Division Janissaries were shuttling around, as well as the elite soldiers transferred by Fan Zhongyan from the left and right compartments.

On the east side of Longmen Street in the outer city, the original Ten Kings Palace, and now the Muqin Mansion, I don't know how many soldiers are surging at this time.

Although the house is in the outer city, it is very prosperous because it is close to the inner city.

The whole place is said to be a house, in fact, it is like a palace, more than 600 meters long from north to south, 1,125 meters wide from east to west, almost 8900 acres of land, accounting for the area of a full Lifang City.

There are a large number of close relatives in the five suits living here, among which the mansion of the great sect Zheng Zhao Yunrang's family is the most luxurious, with continuous walls in front and back, and many palaces.

The sudden siege of the army made the clans of the family house almost scared at this time.

Many clans almost instinctively closed their doors and windows, and many of them carefully set up ladders against the walls and poked their heads out to see the people outside.

But what made them a little relieved was that it wasn't coming at them.

The guards rushed to the outside of Zhao Yunrang's mansion, at least thousands of people, surrounding the entire mansion, which was completely airtight.

"What's going on?"

When a clan saw this scene, they were puzzled: "Why did so many thieves and troops run away from our mansion?" ”

"Who knows where to go?"

"Don't they know what this place is? We are close to the official family. ”

"It doesn't seem to be coming for us, it's for the main family."

"Let's take a look."

One by one, the many clans looked at the situation outside.

And Zhao Yunrang's family has long been in a mess.

Zhao Yun asked himself to sit cross-legged in the backyard, there was a temple in the courtyard, he was holding a bead in his hand, and Zhao Zongshi was kneeling next to him.

It was an ignorant young man, he was only twelve years old this year, and he didn't understand anything.

I just heard from my father that today is the most important time in his life, so I came to worship the Bodhisattva with my father.

At this time, Zhao Yunrang's eldest son, Zhao Zongyi, ran in with a crying voice and said, "Father, the forbidden army of the Imperial City Division has surrounded our house outside. ”

"Smack!"

The bead in his hand fell to the ground in an instant.

"Father."

Zhao Zongshi raised his head and looked at Zhao Yunrang.

Zhao Zongyi's eyes widened, because he actually saw his father at that moment, and the whole person's spirit seemed to be drained.

One person one second and the next, as if they had become two people, instantly aged twenty years old.

"I see."

Zhao Yunrang didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.

"Father, what should I do, it's full of people outside."

Zhao Zongyi said anxiously.

"I said I knew."

Zhao Yunrang slowly stood up and said, "You just wait in your own house, whether you live or die, you have your own destiny." Zongshi, come with my father. ”

"Yes."

Zhao Zongshi didn't understand, but he still got up and walked with him.

Zhao Yunrang staggered and almost staggered into his room.

The room was very plainly furnished, so simple that it was hard to imagine that this was a large and upright room in charge of the entire Bianliang clan.

Outside is a study room, with some books, no precious antique calligraphy and paintings, no other decorations, only a few bookshelves, and a table and a chair, and there are four treasures of the study on the table.

Zhao Yunrang let Zhao Zongshi sit behind the desk, touched his head, and said with a smile: "Zongshi." ”

"Father?"

"Win or lose, our family doesn't have that life."

"The child doesn't understand."

"It's good if you don't understand, it's good if you don't understand."

Zhao Yunrang nodded and said to him, "Just sit here and don't move." ”

"Yes."

Zhao Zongshi sat there honestly.

Zhao Yunrang walked into the back room.

The furnishings in the back room are equally simple, and Zhao Yunrang has three wives, the first two of whom died of illness.

The last one was Zhao Zongshi's biological mother, Ren, who was sitting in the back room at this time.

When she saw Zhao Yunrang come in, she trembled.

"Husband and wife are one."

Zhao Yunrang sighed: "I'll go first, you can come later." ”

He walked over to the table in the room, where there was a small porcelain vase.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yunrang took the small porcelain bottle to uncover the red cloth on it, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

It was a bottle of poison.

But the toxicity didn't come on that quickly.

He sat down, his gaze calm and soft.

Ren laughed miserably and raised his head to look at the beams.

On the beam of the room, a white silk has long been hung, and the breeze by the window comes in slowly, blowing the white silk gently swaying.

At present, 67,000 words have been added, 10 days, that is, 6,700 words per day.

I was in a good state before, and I was able to keep two watches, but yesterday it should have been mycoplasma infection again, dizziness, coughing, and being in a very poor state, uncomfortable.

(End of chapter)